As the late great Victor Meldrew would say...
Anyway, the latest episode in the fluid dynamics of my bedside area is that last night, on return from the pub, himself and I decided to watch Saving Private Ryan and partake of a bottle of beer to accompany [Cobra 0% alcohol for me] I drank most of mine, but about two inches were left in the bottom of the bottle when, during a particularly dramatic part in a particularly dramatic film, Alice decided she wanted to river dance on the bedside table and upended my beer bottle... all over the pile of dried out papers and magazines I had just returned to my bedside from their sojourn in the airing cupboard. Sigh... So it's all gone back to the airing cupboard. These documents and magazines are going to end up looking as if they've come out of an Egyptian tomb by the time I've finished, they'll be so discoloured and crinkled up and stiff.
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Telly: Saving Private Ryan extras
Chocolate: not yet
Mood: resigned
Writing: not yet
Reading: not yet
RSI/FMS: so so
9 comments:
Oh my God! It never rains, but it pours...all over your papers, it seems!
They'll also smell like a brewery!
Oh no! In the past, I've spilled tea all over the papers I'd been grading- oops!
Your fellow Romance Diva,
Sara
LOL, I've been known to hand back paper that looked like they had been on a tour of Egypt on dog-back (and sometimes under dog-foot).
I think those books are meant to stay wet. Is Victory at Sea among them?
I've spilled coffee on papers, but I have had a beer spilled on myself.
Yuck on wet papers. I hate it when things like that happen. I have two dogs now so they knock all kinds of things over. Keeping my fingers crossed that everything is salvageable.
I left you a comment but it isn't showing so I'm trying again. I hate it when papers get wet, there's just no salvaging them. I hope yours are readable at least!
Oh man!!! Well, I'd like to smell those pages...I bet they smell great. LOLOL
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